I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Luo Meihua asked, "What happened to you two?"

"Mom, the relatives at home know that Meng Yanxi killed her husband."

"What? How come it's so fast? What should I do now? The bank won't let me transfer the house I have mortgaged. The house is listed, but no one has bought it yet."

When the Meng family found out that Meng Yanxi had killed someone, they immediately thought that no one would help them pay off their debts. So the father and son of the Meng family discussed and decided to become deadbeats.

Then he gave all the family money to Luo Meihua, and finally Meng Guolei divorced Luo Meihua to ensure that they would have a worry-free life for the rest of their lives.

However, there is still a loan on the house under Meng Guolei's name, and the bank will not allow the change of the house owner until the loan is fully repaid.

So the Meng family put the house up for sale, but no one asked about it.

"It's that bitch Song Qingqing. She wants to block our escape route and make our life worse than death."

"We already owe so much money, why can't Song Qingqing let us go?"

Meng Guolei closed his eyes and opened them again. "It's probably too late for the house issue. Meihua, let's get a divorce first and save your pension. Otherwise, our family of three will have to starve."

"But how can 2800 be enough for us to live on?"

“It has to be enough even if it’s not enough.”

The three members of the Meng family decided that if they could avoid paying back the money, they would. For the sake of their future life, saving face was no longer important.

The Meng family had a nice idea, but they didn't think about whether their creditors would agree.

On the other side, after Song Qingqing left Mengjia Community, she went to a milk tea shop across the street to drink milk tea.

Half an hour later, Song Qingqing saw more than twenty relatives of the Meng family entering the Meng family’s residential area.

Meng Jiyuan, I gave you time to discuss it in advance, but you have to hold on and not pay me back.

Two hours later, an ambulance and a police car drove to Mengjia Community.

Song Qingqing immediately used her mobile phone to log into the Meng family WeChat group to check what was going on.

Song Qingqing knew that Meng Jiyuan was just a rogue, saying that he didn't care about the money since it wasn't his loan. Luo Meihua said that she was planning to divorce, and she didn't care about the money since it wasn't her loan.

Meng Guolei said that her legs were broken now and she needed medicine, food, clothing, shelter and transportation. She could give the house to her relatives, but she only paid them 700 yuan out of her monthly pension.

Meng's relatives originally thought that the house would be worth at least several hundred thousand yuan, and they couldn't force the person to death, so they would be fine to pay back a few hundred yuan every month.

As a result, after some questioning and investigation, it was found that there was a loan for the house under Meng Guolei's name, and the Meng family had only paid a 5% down payment at the beginning, and the loan had only been repaid for two years. It was obviously a losing deal.

The Meng family’s relatives were unhappy and said they didn’t want the house, they only wanted money.

Meng Guolei refused to agree no matter what, and said that if he was forced, he would go to someone's house and hang himself. Later, as they were talking, they started to fight.

All three members of the Meng family were beaten. It was only because Meng Jiyuan ran faster that he was not beaten so badly.

Meng Jiyuan decided to go all out and called the police to extort some money, but the Meng family's relatives were not pushovers and insisted that the three Meng family members were the first to start the fight and then he fell.

It was really like the husband had his own reasons, and the wife had her own reasons, and in the end the matter was left unresolved.

The Meng couple spent more than 30,000 yuan on hospitalization, which made the already difficult family even worse off, and they owed the bank more than 20,000 yuan.

Meng's relatives sued Meng Guolei because Meng Guolei had no money. The house was taken away by one of the relatives to offset what Meng Guolei owed his family.

Based on the actual situation, the court determined that the debt was a joint debt of the couple. After leaving enough for the couple's basic living security, the judge required the couple to make monthly repayments.

Everyone was dissatisfied, but there was nothing they could do.

In the days that followed, Song Qingqing watched the Meng family of three move into an old, dilapidated house, where the three of them lived in a single room. Meng Jiyuan's creditors and Meng's relatives came to harass the Meng family from time to time, disgusting them, and the lives of the three Mengs were miserable.

Meng Jiyuan, with a bruised face and nose, looked at the vegetables on the table. He had no appetite at all and dropped his chopsticks to the ground.

"The soup is so bland and I have no appetite at all. Mom, can't you buy some meat? I was beaten yesterday and I need some nourishment." Otherwise, how can I withstand the next beating?

"We still have 300 yuan left at home, and there's still a week before we get our pension, so we have to save some." Luo Meihua said calmly. After more than a year, Luo Meihua has lost her temper.

"If we hadn't given Meng Yanxi 60 yuan as a dowry, we wouldn't be so upset."

Meng Guolei glared, "You blame the heavens and the earth, why don't you blame yourself? We saved money to buy you a computer, and you said you could make money online. Half a year has passed, and I haven't seen a penny. All I see is you playing games on a broken computer every day."

"Do you think it's so easy to make money? If it's so easy, why don't you go and make it?" Meng Jiyuan pushed his wheelchair to the computer to play games.

"you……"

Luo Meihua is no longer surprised.

Meng Jiyuan apologized to Meng Guolei in a good mood that day, saying that he knew he was wrong and would definitely change for the better.

Meng Jiyuan invited Meng Guolei to go out together to get a haircut and accept a new life.

Meng Guolei thought Meng Jiyuan had come to his senses, so he happily agreed. While waiting for the traffic light, Meng Jiyuan gave a hard push and pushed Meng Guolei into the traffic.

Meng Jiyuan shouted in fear, "Dad..." Just go with peace of mind. Only when you die can I live like a human being. I want money. I am your biological son. Please help me once.

Meng Guolei was knocked away and died on the spot.

When Meng Jiyuan saw that the car that hit Meng Guolei was a luxury car, he was ecstatic: Such a rich car owner might be able to compensate me one or two million, and then I will give the money to my mother, and I will be able to live a luxurious life for the rest of my life.

Meng Jiyuan was so excited that he didn't notice the pale-faced girl holding a camera on his left.

After the car owner called the police, the girl handed over the video she had just taken to the police while the police arrived. Meng Jiyuan was arrested on the spot.

When Luo Meihua learned that her son had killed her husband, she collapsed on the spot and died the next day after taking sleeping pills.

Song Qingqing still saw the situation of the Meng family on the news. After Song Qingqing knew that the three members of the Meng family were not doing well, she stopped paying attention to them.

When Jin Xiyan saw the fate of the Meng family, she laughed heartily, but her dry cheeks made her smile even more creepy.

"You died in front of me, what a good death, haha..." That night, Jin Xiyan jumped into the river and ended her life.

Meng Yanxi also saw the news report. Her eyes regained some clarity and she started laughing in the cafeteria.

"Haha... my curse worked! She died well, and it will be perfect with one more. I will continue to draw circles to curse her, and she will definitely be the next one." Meng Yanxi ran and drew many circles. After drawing, she kept muttering, and sometimes knelt and bowed.